It's our memories that make us who we are. Without them, we're nothing. If that means we have to hurt sometimes, it's worth it.

It's our memories that make us who we are. Without them, we're nothing. If that means we have to hurt sometimes, it's worth it.

There's a problem with marrying up. You always worry that someday they'll see through you and leave. Or, worse yet, someone better will come along and take her. In my case, it wasn't someone. And it wasn't something better.

I've yet to read a love story that compares with mine.

Man has left footprints on the moon but still hasn't walked on the ocean floor.

In the beginning, I had considered these stops on my journey as interruptions - but I'm coming to understand that perhaps these detours are my journey.

But more than brave, you have love. And love is brave.